after dinner treat (030 thirty days of September haiga)

apple delights
harvests bring all together
pies and turnovers
savoring all these desserts
adults sipping cidre

-030 Thirty days of September haiga – 30-doh – Rick Daddario – cidre

dégistif d’adulte (030 – thirty days of September 30th haiga)

le délice des pommes
la cueillette rallie tous ensembles
tarte et chaussons
savourant tous ces desserts
les adultes dégustent le cidre

-030 Thirty days of September haiga – 30-doh – Rick Daddario – cidre

nature’s spa (-029 – 30 doh – thirty days of September Haiga)

building strength,
geese at nature’s spa- before
long journey south

©Tournesol’15

029 – doh – thirty days of September Haiga with Rick Daddario – geese/goose

bashful autumn (028 doh – thirty days of September)

suckling sweet nectar
enters autumn like a snail –
bees and butterflies

028 – doh -thirty days of haiga September 28 – pine cricket an early autumn kigo

with Rick Daddario

autumn colours (027 – 30doh thirty days of September haiga)

autumn colours
hot red and tawny carpets
– sunshine yellow too

027 – 30 doh – thirty days of September haiga – yellow – Rick Daddario

winter guest (026 – 30 doh thirty days of haiga)

welcome guest
pecks at seeds in bitter cold
birdfeeder sways

026 – 30 doh thirty days of haiga, September 26 Rick Daddario – Seeds

Neruda’s passion (025 – 30 doh – thirty days of Haiga September )

passion drips
scripts of heated desires
Pablo exhales

Pablo Neruda – I like For You To Be Still (Narrator/Glenn close)

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Written for 30 doh – thirty days of haiga September 25 – Rick Daddario – Poet

Blue bullet (024 doh thirty days of September)

faster than gales
underground highways
blues on rails

024 doh Thirty days of Haiga September 24 – Rick Daddario

Autumn walk (30 doh – 023 September haiga)

Finally, she can breathe with the temperatures lowered but not plummeted to shock the body. Walking to work she looks at the fallen leaves forming a lovely carpet and up at the changing colours ever so slowly resisting the transition this year for some reason. Ah, yes, due the unusual warmth, nature is quite confused. Again she approaches her concrete garden that seems to blossom only in the fall. Perhaps it is a gift from the gods hiding underneath sowing the seeds all through summer.